From my front yard, I just heard a clatter,
sprang up from my couch to see what was the matter.

Lo and behold on the new growing clover,
there appeared a bevy of turkeys looking it over.

They pecked, and then they dug,
so hungry were they, looking for bugs.

Then to the roof they flew, no sleigh to be seen
just enjoying the warmth and checking the scene.

I called them by name, to see why they're here,
no answer they gave as I interrupted their sphere.

Off they then flew, one by one taking flight,
spied another green pasture with insects to bite.

Kay Ekwall 11/19/20